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You can see a midday moon but not a midnight sun, The planet's ******* with you til your big time comes, I remember parents telling me to sit tight, son, Because they knew just what would happen if this kid might run, I'm, maladjusted and badly stunted, I'm lacking comfort, Stuck in amber, I have to rush but I'm acupunctured, Pins and needles are seething to see what happens under, The skin of someone who carries burdens til backs are ruptured.
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Sep 23, 2019
Sep 23, 2019 at 5:33 PM UTC
Midnight Sun
You can see a midday moon but not a midnight sun, The planet's ******* with you til your big time comes, I remember parents telling me to sit tight, son, Because they knew just what would happen if this kid might run, I'm, maladjusted and badly stunted, I'm lacking comfort, Stuck in amber, I have to rush but I'm acupunctured, Pins and needles are seething to see what happens under, The skin of someone who carries burdens til backs are ruptured.
Did it ever freak you out as a kid that you could see the moon during the day?
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Sep 23, 2019
Sep 23, 2019 at 5:33 PM UTC
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